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Edward woke up the next morning to find that Emrys had already left for his written exam meaning he never got to wish him good luck. When he mentioned it to Winry she shook her head in disbelief.
"Honestly Ed" she said as she made sure the house was clean before they left "We arranged to meet him after we get our costumes. You know when he has his break- what planet were you on last night?"
He blushed and muttered something in return, slipping on his trademark red coat and opening the door; Winry followed him out into the garden followed by Al who turned to lock the door. A russet brown blur shot past him, knocking Ed flying in the process.
"Argh" he groaned from the floor, rubbing his head as he looked at Jake sat in the middle of the path. He was watching them expectantly wagging his tail a little, Winry giggled at the sight.
"In!" Edward said trying to be stern over his embarrasment. The dog didn't move "Damn it you dumb animal IN!"
It appeared that he didn't like his tone as he barked once, it was loud and made Ed back up. Alphonse and Winry laughed as his poor attempts at dominance.
"I dont think he wants to Brother" Al said patting the dog on the head, he could swear it looked almost smug "He could come with us- we are meeting his owner after all. And animals shouldn't be left on their own for very long..."
He would have no doubt found many more reasons to bring the stupid thing so he relented.
"Whatever" he sniffed walking past them in a huff "Just make sure he behaves himself."
The high street wasn't far from the house, around a twenty minute walk through the housing estate until they reached the shops. The weather was good and looked as if it would hold all day, the suns caress across his cheek was a thankful change from the cold weather they had been getting but he knew it would probably change again soon. Winter was on its way for sure.
As they walked Alphonse and Winry chatted about nothing in particular leaving him to walk in front, Jake close by his side their mishap apparently forgotten. Ed couldn't help but worry when they met their first main road, it was busy with traffic and people. A huge dog like him could easily be knocked over or attack something, but it turned out he needn't have worried; he walked at his heel and even sat at the curb to cross the road. There was an intelligence in his eyes as he watched the cars go past that made him wonder how long he had taken to train.
They reached the costume store with little incident apart from having to literally drag Winry away from a mechanics store window, she was still in a mood as she went in the shop. Dragging his feet and suppressing a groan Edward followed leaving his brother outside to wait with the dog.
The shop keeper was a pleasent old woman who left them to look around first, Winry was already at the rails when Ed entered and the rest of the store was empty. He touched the material of the nearest costume realising that he had absolutely no idea what he was looking for; he only had one outfit for goodness sake! How on earth was he meant to shop?
"Are you okay dear?" the woman asked taking pity on him "Need any help?"
He smiled gratefully at her.
"Please" he sighed "I'm going to the military end of year ball and I need a costume to wear-"
"The army?" she said, her eyes widening in shock. She looked him up and down "But aren't you a little small?"
She had meant 'small' as it young, Ed knew that but his natural hatred of the 's' word nearly caused him to flip at the old lady. He probably would have if Winry hadn't come behind him and grabbed his arm as a warning.
"NO Edward" she snarled in his ear then turned pleasently to the woman with a winning smile. She had plenty of costumes under one arm "Is there anywhere I could try these on?"
"Of course dear, in the back"
She nodded in thanks and sped off, flashing a brief glare in Ed's direction as if daring him to attack the woman. His anger had subsided anyway, her interruption had distracted him from getting into one of his rages. Good thing really.
"So what is it you're looking for?" she asked as though nothing had happened.
"I honestly have no idea" he said scratching his head "Something with long sleeves would be good I guess, I need to hide this"
He shoved up his coat on his right arm to show her the glint of automail beneath, there was no point in hiding it really. She seemed shocked as her eyes widened in wonder at how a sixteen year old could have lost a limb she kept quite, probably assuming just like everyone else that he'd been involved in a car accident of some sort. With a silent gesture she lead him to the back of the store and began taking a few costumes and passing him them to hold, the pile built up and teetered infront of his face and he caught sight of some of the labels. He wasn't a genius in this area but he was sure a '12-14 year old' meant SMALL, he scowled but kept his mouth shut thinking of Winry and wrenches.
"Right" the woman said shoving him into an empty changing room cubicle and pulling the rail across "Try some of these on and see if they're any good. Dont' be too hasty if it doesn't fit as we do offer alterations on all our costumes..."
She trailed off as she walked away leaving him to get changed. Ed felt claustophobic in the small space, there was barely enough room to move his arms. He caught sight of his reflection in the full length mirror which looked lost and confused, he knew exactly how it felt. Sighing he hung up the costumes and one by one tried them on.
He disliked nearly all of them and put them into a 'no' pile, most looked stupid or just didnt seem him which was probably his main problem, as that's all he wanted to be- screw dressing up as something he would never be! He hated parties, he grumbled internally, and fancy dress was for kids; he should be finding the Philosopher's stone not messing around!
He sighed, trying not to get too stressed about it. It would only be one day, he still had a broken rib and he needed at least one break he reasoned; after the party he could do whatever he wanted. He slipped on the last costume and as soon he saw himself in it he knew it was the one (or that it was at least more decent than the others before it). It had long sleeves and bottoms and was mostly black meaning he wouldn't stand out too much, it even came with little gloves like his own which would be perfect for hiding his odd hands from prying eyes. It wasn't until he had placed the final object, a plain black eye mask, onto his face that he realised what he'd dressed up as. Edward looked in the mirror and the burglar looked back, a criminal? How perfect for a military ball!
Grinning to himself he changed back into his original clothes and carried the rest out of the changing room and into the main shop. Winry and the shopkeeper were chatting away until he cleared his throat making them turn.
"Any good for you dear?" she asked as he held them out, keeping the burglar one in his other hand.
"This one please" he handed it to her and she rang it through, he glanced over to Winry who already had a bag in her hand.
"I got this one myself" she said in reply to his inquisitive stare "But dont worry you can buy me stuff later- Oh!"
She reached out a hand and smoothed down the front of his hair where it hand stuck up from taking off his shirt. There was a pause as their eyes met until Ed broke away with a cough, blushing crimson.
They left the shop together, stepping out to find Al waiting for them having seen their approach through the window.
"That was quick" he said in greeting, taking their bags without even asking "Did you get what you needed?"
"Errm yeah" Edward mumbled staring ahead at Winry as she walked ahead of them, leading the way to the next shop. Alphonse followed his gaze and chuckled to himself, silencing only when he was glared at by a confused Ed.
The rest of the morning they spent shopping, mainly for Winry and mainly using Edwards paycheck. He did manage to get himself some desperately needed new clothes though even the Winry was begging to go somewhere else. By the time it was noon Al's arms were weighed down with bags and Ed was almost glad that they had to go and meet Emrys, even if it did mean going to central command.
As they made their way towards the large building his thoughts turned to the promise he had made himself last night at the dinner table, the one that meant he would repay his new friend for all he had done for him. Could he somehow get him into the army easier? No, that wouldn't be fair on others who had talent. Besides he'd rather he wasn't involved in the government he hated so much, it was corrupt and vile. Like a rotten apple it looked fresh on the outside but inside- he couldn't stand them. He only served them to get the information he needed to make his brother better, if there was another way he would take it but there wasn't. Perhaps if he could stop him? No, that wouldn't be right either; it was his dream and he wouldn't take that away.
Could he be protected..?
A plan blossomed in his mind as he and the others walked through the gates and into the court-yard, by the time they were at the steps it was almost perfect. As the others stopped to wait he found his legs carrying on taking him into the building without a second thought.
"Edward!" Winry called shocked "Where on earth are you going?"
"I need to speak to Mustang" he said distantly not even turning, too absorbed in his thoughts "I won't be long, promise."
She said something in reply but he didn't catch it as he was already through the large double doors and in the entrance hall. He flashed his pocket watch at the guard and sped up the stairs two at a time, he caught a few stares from the people going down the other way but he paid them no attention. His chest protested a little, stopping him from running the rest of the way but he made it to the familiar office in a quick time; he opened the door without warning as was ritual.
The office was quite full, Havoc and Breda were sat at their desks working their way through a mountain of paperwork. Riza Hawkeye watched over them from her desk next to another door on the far side of the room that led to Mustangs private office.
"Hey Chief" Jean Havoc said pausing in his work to greet him, the blond looked him up and down "You look better than before, how you feeling?"
"Great" he said absentmindedly "Is the Colonel in?"
Breda looked up from his work to join the conversation.
"Yeah he's in" the portly red head said smiling widely "He's supposed to be at the Alchemists exam but Hughes is holding him up with conversation. He's been looking for you by the way."
"Who, Maes?"
No- the Colonel" Havoc said with a shake of his head "He's preeeeetty miffed you left the hospital and didn't leave a contact address. To be honest I think he was worried about you kid."
Edward snorted, Mustang didn't care for anyone else apart from himself. Unfazed he muttered an excuse and went to the door, pausing only to flash a smile at Hawkeye who pursed her lips in reply. She looked annoyed, probably at her superior being late- he decided he'd make this quick otherwise she'd kill them both.
"Ed!" said a voice cheerfully as he pushed open the door. He came face to face with a tall bespectaled man who was grinning as if he'd just made his day "How are you?"
"Fine thanks Hughes" he replied, Hughes was one of the nicest men in the military and was always friendly to him and Alphonse when they got into Central. He looked around his friend to see a sour faced Mustang glaring at him from behind his desk.
"Ah there you are Fullmetal..." he drawled putting his head on his hand as if bored "I was beginning to wonder if you had falled down a drain or something on the way here. What with those short legs of yours-"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SHORT!" Ed yelled lunging for his commanding officer ready to rip his head off his shoulders. Or better yet break down his feet and stick them to his stupid face, but Maes grabbed him by the waist chuckling at his thrashing.
"Cool it Ed" he laughed putting him down when he'd calmed a little though he was still peeved at the height joke, two in one day was enough to make anyone cranky. "Roy's just covering up his parental worry with smarmy comments as usual-"
Both Roy and Ed gasped, the sheer idea too creepy to even think about.
"I can look after myself" he snorted pulling his coat straight. The Colonel his father? He'd rather jump out of the window.
"So it seems" Mustang said smugly recovering quickly, his face a little red with embarrassment "One of the best upcoming alchemists in Amestris defeated by mere thugs-"
"One of them had a knife!"
"Terrifying" he said sarcastically, he cut across him as he opened his mouth to speak "So what was it you wanted Fullmetal? You're obviously not here for idle banter."
He'd almost forgotten why he was there, honestly arguing with the Colonel was too fun. He hated him because he was a git but he could match him well enough in wit.
"I need a word" he said then added with a meaningful glare at Hughes "Alone..."
Maes held up his hands in defence.
"I know where I'm not wanted" he said feigning hurt. A thought flickered across his face just as he turned to leave and his glasses almost seemed to glint "Hey, you haven't seen Elysia in a while eh?"
He barely managed to mumble a reply when he was literally bombarded with photographs of Hughes daughter and wife in various poses. Part of him wondered how much this guy spent on developing them, he always seemed to have enough in supply. Somehow Ed managed to look engaged while at the same time push the older man out of the room where he shut the door in his grinning face.
Mustang sighed and shook his head a little at his best friends idiocy, indicating that Edward should sit down in the seat across from which he did. It made him feel a little awkward, like he was back at school or something.
"So what's up Pipsqueak?" he asked his coal black eyes gleaming with pleasure at the jibe, Ed gritted his teeth this was going to be hard enough without Colonel bighead pulling his strings.
"I need-" his mouth moved uncomfortably around the word "I need a favour."
"Really? That's unusual, you normally can't stand me" he sounded shocked as he leant back in his chair, placing his hands on his lap "But never mind, go ahead Fullmetal."
Good, he was being understanding, that would mke this a lot easier.
"If Emrys passes his exam" he said not looking at him "Who would be in charge of him?"
"Well because you found him" he explained casually, despite the oddness of the question "and because I was the one he inquired to about the exam it will most likely be me. However it could be someone else but I don't think it will, you're the only alchemist I have and some Colonels have at least three."
Edward breathed a sigh of relief.
"Colonel have there ever been partners in the military" he asked his stomach doing cartwheels "You know where they work together in pairs?"
"Actually Fullmetal it isn't uncommon for state alchemists for use their abilities together" Mustang admitted with a casual shrug "So yes they are sometimes permitted to work together permanently as 'parteners', but only in special cases."
His eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because after thinking it through this is the only way I can repay him" Ed said softly glancing up to face Mustangs coal hard gaze "I want to be partnered with him if he passes the exam. I dont what him to be like the others before him, like me. At least if he's with me I keep him safer..."
He trailed off, Mustang stared at him from across the desk like he didn't quite understand what he was suggesting. Or at least why he wanted to do it.
"He saved my life and he's been really good to Winry, Al and me. We'd be on the streets if it wasn't for him."
"Is that a good enough reason to chain yourself to a young man you hardly know?" he reasoned "It's not like you to jump into this sort of thing Fullmetal. What about the stone? Most of your work is based around that. Will Mr Hall be following you on these journeys then?"
Edward paused, it was true he hadn't really thought about that, what would Emrys say? Would he even understand why they were chacing a myth?
At that moment there came a knock at the door and Riza Hawkeye popped her head in with fierce eyes.
"Might I remind you sir that the Alchemists exam is still going on. If you hurry you could make it for the practical," she glanced at Ed "Remember you have to put in your claim if you want to have the young man as part of the team. You and Ed should walk and talk."
They blushed, she had obviously heard their conversation through the door. Her voice was tense despite her impassive expression, she was probably reaching for her gun. Mustang got to his feet quickly, Edward following a close second.
"Thank you Lieutenant" Roy said as they hurried past her in the doorway, she had the Colonels coat in her arms which she passed to him. They were forced to say a quick goodbye under her glare and they didn't stop walking as fast until they were well down the corridor.
"Jeez she's scary" Ed muttered meaning Riza, Mustang chuckled.
"She's a good soldier and a dutiful subordinate. I wouldn't be where I am now without her."
"Why don't you marry her then?" he smirked glancing through his hair in time to see the Colonel blush crimson. He glared in his direction.
"We aren't talking about me Fullmetal" he grumbled, hedging the subject "We are talking about your great idea. Do you still want to do it or not?"
There was a pause in which the only sound was their light footfall along the corridor.
"Yes, it might sound stupid but I trust him," he strongly recalled Emrys' reaction to Alphonse at this moment "He's kind and understanding; he's also my friend. I don't want anything to happen to him, I would never forgive myself."
There was another pause, Ed turned his head to see the Colonels response and found his staring at him with something close to pride. Remembering the 'father thing' that Maes had mentioned he shrugged.
"Besides another pair of hands would be great," he joked "Philophers stones don't find themselves you know."
"In that case" the Colonel muttered for they had reached the main hall. It was nearly empty but there were ears everywhere, you never knew who was listening in "I'll see what I can do for you."
"Really?"
He nodded in reply.
"I'm sure I could make up some excuse" his eyes glinted maliciously for a second "I think your obvious height defect may play well in your favour for once shrimp!"
The blow was low and Edward snapped after holding it in for so long, as Mustang ran from the hall Ed screamed and yelled behind him. There were so many profanities they all jumbled together making it hard to tell if they were even real words, onlookers stared in the courtyard at the pair. Some looked scared, others just amused.
Mustang reached the bottom of the staircase before Ed and casually placed a hand on his head keeping at arms length while he struggled and cursed. He chuckled.
"Give it up kid, you can't beat the master of insults."
"Edward!" a voice called stopping both of them in their tracks, they turned around to find Alphonse, Winry and Jake with Emrys not too far away, waving madly at them. Ed huffed and threw off the Colonels hand, stalking towards them without another word. He was quite irritated to find that Mustang followed him, he chose to ignore him hoping that he might get the message and leave. It didn't work.
"What took you so long?" was Winrys greeting, she seemed annoyed but catching the sight of the Colonel at Ed's shoulder she blushed. "Oh hello Mr Mustang."
The others muttered their greetings as an irritated Ed rolled his eyes; Roy appeared smug with this reaction as he returned the 'hello'.
"So Emrys" he said before Edward could even speak "How did the written paper go? Are you ready for the practical?"
"It went well I think Sir" the alchemist replied with a smile. Emrys was wearing a shirt and jeans, casual but formal looking at the same time. Ed also noted the genuine respect in his friends voice, it made him scowl. One of his main principles was to never show Mustang respect- partly because it made his head inflate to an unbearable size.
"I'm not sure what to expect from the practical if I'm honest"
"Neither do I" the Colonel said, he glanced once at Ed as he spoke "They've changed the whole thing this time around. The higher up alchemists were ordered to report in for the exam and we would be informed then. It appears we have a job to do; more than the usual observation anyway."
Edward was immediately intrigued but never got time to ask about it as a bell went off somewhere, signaling the end of the break. The people in the courtyard immediately began swarming up the stairs to a man who was calling out for them.
"I wish we could watch" Winry said wistfully as they made the journey with Emrys towards the building where the practical exam took place on a field behind it. There were not many people taking this exam, much less than when Ed had taken his anyway.
"I could see if they would let you in" Mustang offered as they went up the stairs, a large group of uniformed men and women waited at the top with the other potential alchemists. Edward couldn't remember that many officials being present at his exam, further inspection found a gleam at their belts identifying them all as State Alchemists. He eyed them suspiciously; what were they doing there?
"Thank you Colonel" Winry gasped as he went off to talk to the man incharge.
"I should see you in a minute then" Emrys said with a smile. He didn't seem nervous but he must have felt it inside, this was his dream after all.
"Good luck!" they called as he went to join the others. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Mustang talk to the other officer. The man glared as he wrote down something on a sheet of paper (probably the Colonels request form) and eventually nodded even if he didn't seem to like it. Roy turned and motioned them forward with a triumphant smirk, they followed the alchemists into the courtyard.
The layout was exactly the same as he remembered it, a large field with the raw materials ready for transmutations. However there was one change in that a tiered stand had been set up as if the participants were going to watch a show rather than an examination. Edward was cautious, changes had purposes and knowing the military it wasn't meant to profit their soldiers.
They took a seat away from the others who glared at them as they sat down,behind their eyes there was confusion and fear, even from the higher ups. What was going on?
The tall man that Mustang had been talking to stepped forward and the yard fell silent. When he spoke his voice was slow and deliberate like he was talking to an idiot.
"I am General Bard" he said "Welcome to your final exam. This year the military has decided to change the usual process to something a little different that will test your skills."
He took a deep breath and continued.
"Over the years we have taken on many good men. Men who died fighting for their country. We believe their deaths could have been prevented if they had been tested on skills that would have enabled them to survive..." he trailed off and viewed the audiences reaction, Edward shook in suppressed anger.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Alphonse whispered his tone suspicious.
"It means they are going to test their combat skills" he was barely able to control his anger but he held it in so Winry couldn't see. Inside he was screaming in fury. "They want to see if their alchemy can be used for war!"
He knew he might be over-reacting but he couldn't help it. State Alchemists were human weapon, the dogs of the military. They were called on to fight in wars and that was that. The only reason Ed was safe was because he was still fifteen but in a few weeks that would change, it would be his sixteenth birthday and he could be used in battles. Not like there was any at the moment, boarder skirmishes perhaps but nothing as major as Ishbal. Unless...
Unless there was another war on the way that the public had not yet heard about...
"Now this is how it's going to work" General Bard said his voice rising into the crowd and bringing Ed back from his daydreams with a bump. "Each of you will be paired with a alchemist and you will have a small match of abilities. We do not expect you to win as these are qualified individuals. You may use a combination of fighting and alchemy skills although it is your alchemy were are evaluating. Please remember this."
He motioned for the hopefuls to step forward and they were paired off from a list, too quietly for Ed to catch what they were saying not that he didn't try. His anger had disappeared to be replaced with worry. He had not been fully conscious when Emrys had fought off the bandits so couldn't really gauge his skills. If he wasn't up to scratch he could be really hurt.
"Hey Al" he said as the sorted people returned to their seats apart from two who headed to the middle of the field for their spar "You saw Emrys when we were with the bandits right? Was he any good?"
Alphonse shook his head.
"I couldn't tell you Brother" he sighed his eyes on the field, the two alchemists were getting ready now "I wasn't really looking, sorry."
"How about you eh?" Ed turned halfheartedly to the dog who stared back at him with piercing eyes "What do you say?"
The dog barked once in reply, it could have easily been a 'he's good' or 'shut up shorty' but maybe that was just him being paranoid.
He turned his attention back to the field where the two alchemists were ready to fight. The real one, a harsh looking female, looked calm and composed but the other looked terrified and shook where he stood. Edward felt sorry for the young man, none of them were prepared for this at all.
The battle finished as quickly as it started, the man had only just started to draw a circle when he was his with a speeding bolt of what looked like lightening. He flew backwards and lay still. The crowd gasped as one and watched in horror as a group of medics ran onto the field. Even the woman alchemist who had attacked him seemed sheepish, as if she felt bad for what she'd done. One of the waiting men tried to get up to run for it but the others tugged him back into his seat.
"Oh no..." Winry whispered looking through her fingers, the little Ed could see of her expression was terrified. "Poor Emrys- will he be okay?"
"It depends on who he's fighting I suppose-"
"Al!" Edward scolded as Winry screeched in horror "That's not helping!"
They watched the other fights in silence, if they could be classed as fights. They were one sided victories; the potential alchemists either lost in the first few seconds as they tried to draw a circle or were hit after dodging. They were too slow to compete with the real alchemists. One man did well, he got quite close to the alchemist and had cast an array before being taken out. Edward fumed, how could they test them on fighting when they hadn't even been trained for combat. It was totally unfair.
Finally it was Emrys' turn, he watched as he went to stand on the pitch followed by-
"Mustang" he groaned as the dark haired Colonel pulled on his gloves. Alphonse shared his gasp, both remembering Ed's own battle with him. It was hard and as much as Ed disliked to admit it he was surprised they had only drew. Mustang was ruthless and strong, only his hesitation at the end had resulted in the tie.
"What is it?" Winry demanded fearfully "What's wrong?"
"Err- nothing" he lied quickly as Al nodded in support, how he meant to say that their friend was going to be thrashed "I just really hate the guy."
She didn't seem convinced but she couldn't argue as down below the battle started with a audible click.
The sight of flames made him flinch back; at first he thought Emrys had been caught in the blaze but when they dispersed they revealed him to be stood at one side having dodged them at the last second. Edward knew from experience that Mustang moved fast to startle his opponent and leave them no choice but to run away, he seemed to be using the same tactics here.
The second the flames had gone Mustang clicked his fingers again, the spark briefly lit up the air before turning into a giant column of flame. Emrys ran out of the way again and again, with each fire attack Edward jumped terrified for his friend. One move and he would be toast- literally. The Colonel was leaving no opening for a counter attack, all he could do was run his blond hair shimmering in the light from the flames.
Emrys carried on trying not to get hit until, very slowly, he started trying to move forward. Edward almost shouted out loud, the closer he got the more dangerous it would be. Was he mad? He couldn't do anything there apart from get himself hurt.
Almost as this thought crossed his mind a burst of fire clipped him on his arm, an expression of pain flew across his face as he clutched his forearm. Winry moaned and grabbed Edwards hand for comfort, her other hand covering her eyes but leaving a small gap so she could still watch. The examiners didn't stop the fight though, they were waiting for alchemy still; all he had done so far was show a good knack of not getting killed and even that was wanning. He must have been exhausted but he still seemed to be waiting for something.
"He's looking for an opening" Alphonse whispered as he edged ever closer. Mustang, Ed was glad to see, was feeling the battle too. A sheen of sweat covered his face and he looked almost confused at his opponents antics.
Suddenly without warning Emrys sprinted forward past a flame instead of dodging it. It was a mad move and without proper timing it wouldn't have worked but even then this was suicide. What was he going to do now? The crowd were on the edge of their seats, unable to tear their gazes away from the scene.
The unexpected advance had the surprise factor, it was crucial in that the Colonel didn't react straight away. By the time he had lifted his hand to click Emrys had jumped to the side and clapped his hands together-
What?
And placed them on the floor. By the time Mustang had turned to face him the alchemy had started to work; a giant jet of water shot from the ground and hit the Colonel square in the chest. It sent him flying across the yard to lay in a puddle a few metres away.
At first the audience was silent in shock then broke out into sudden and joyous applause. The State Alchemists shared a glance and also joined in the support for the young man. Emrys, oblivious, went over to Mustang to help his to his feet and apologise; he didn't appear to be hurt but was red in the face with embarrassment.
All Edward could do was stare and by the fact Alphonse hadn't moved either suggested he had noticed too.
Emrys had clapped his hands together to preform alchemy just like Ed did. Only he and his teacher could do this and for one reason only.
They had attempted human transmutation...
DUN DUN DUNNNNN D: Please review it makes me happy :)
OMG what will happen next? I have no idea ;)
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